Wataterp

A 27-year-old man deep in debt died protecting a little child from predators. His life was worthless, but he decided in the last moments of his life to save another.

He reincarnated in a world similar but not entirely the same as his previous one. Reborn in a peaceful village with the name of Luka, he is blessed by the gods with his golden eyes as proof. He explores this new world with great curiosity. He learns many things and meets many people.

But the world isn't so nice to its inhabitants, and Luka will realize that fact in a cruel, hard, and bloody way. 

Join him on this journey in another world. A journey filled with strife, friendship, love, and loss. A journey that would force Luka to make a choice. A choice that will either save the world...or ruin it.

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Warning: contains mature content. Readers discretion is advised.

No update schedule. I'll try to be active and release chapters frequently and not slack off for 3-4 months like what I do with my fanfic.

Chapter length: 1k-1.5k words. Maybe more depending on my mood.

Gray Rogue

"What's a delicate little thing like you doing in this place? Are you lost? Hehehehe..."

"You look pretty cute. Why don't go somewhere nice and have a little bit of fun?"

Oh great, they say the same lines as well. Is there a factory out there that pumps out the most generic perverted drunkard mercenaries en masse?

I can't be bothered to intimidate every small fry with overinflated egos I encounter. I just ignored the smelly drunkards and went straight to the receptionist. Unlike the border town's mercenary guild branch, the receptionist here is a woman. Come to think of it, now that I've noticed, there are significantly more women in this place than in the border town.

Only a few of them were actually attractive though, and I don't even need to test them to figure out they're pretty strong. I guess they used violence to deal with these drunkards.

Giga Chad Arrives